It's now the morning after Valentine's Day and my record is in perfect tact. In the 34 and 4 months that I've been crawling and walking this planet we call home, I've never ever sent or recieved a Valentine's Day card. I must be in a very small group of people who can claim that. I'm very proud of that record, whilst also being very depressed by it at the same time.
All my relationships seem to end before Valentine's day or start just after, so I should be happy that I may strike it lucky soon, but that is doubtful. I've got about as much chance has of the Italian hockey team beating Team Canada at the Olympics today.